Chapter 127: Kicking Down the Hall
Luo Lin Wu Guan is located in the urban area of Liao Hai City, with a very good geographical environment. There are many companies and commercial buildings around it, and there are also several fitness centers and taekwondo gyms nearby. The location of Luo Lin Wu Guan is absolutely considered a golden area among these various gyms.
All the way, Ningyuan and Ke Zhengu did not rush, the car was not driving fast, when they arrived at the entrance of Luolin Wu's house, it was already 8:30 in the morning.
The Lorraine Martial Arts Hall opens at 8 am. At this time, the students inside are in training. Standing at the door, Ningyuan can hear a loud "Hoho Ha" shout coming from inside the hall, neat and uniform, with great momentum.
He Zhenguohaha laughed: "How about it, sounds pretty good, this Luo Yuanming is also a talented person, can open a martial arts hall in Liaohe City and make it so big, it's really not easy."
This is something that ordinary people can't understand, but Ning Yuan absolutely understands it. Liao Hai City is the territory of Di Zong, and although Di Zong is a Xuanmen sect, it also has a martial arts tradition. The fact that Luo Yuanming opened a martial arts school in Liao Hai City without being stopped by Di Zong at least suggests that Luo Yuanming has a relationship with Di Zong, and it's highly likely that he relies on Di Zong behind the scenes.
Ning Yuan smiled faintly and glanced at Ke Zhengu, since he knew this point and still followed him over today, it seemed that Ke Muhua had made a decision, at least his heart was secretly inclined towards the Jiuxuanmen.
As they spoke, the two of them stepped into the martial arts hall. The hall was very large, covering an area of over a thousand square meters. It was completely open inside, with marble flooring and various wooden stakes, sandbags, and all sorts of training equipment laid out.
In the middle of the empty space, more than thirty young people wearing martial arts uniforms were practicing boxing under the leadership of a middle-aged man. Each person was in a horse stance and shouting with their mouths open. Their fists were retracting back and forth. At the same time, two middle-aged men wearing martial arts uniforms were walking back and forth on both sides, supervising the group of people practicing boxing, which seemed to have some flavor to it.
Nowadays, people's minds are floating and few are willing to practice boxing and martial arts. It is indeed not easy for Luo Yuanming to gather so many people to learn boxing.
Two people walked in through the entrance, a middle-aged man patrolling stepped forward and coldly scolded: "What are you doing here? This is a training ground, sign up outside to the left."
"We didn't come here to sign up." Ning Yuan said with a smile.
"Not here to sign up. Are you here to cause trouble?" The middle-aged man sneered.
"You're right, we really are the ones who kick the scene." Ning Yuan said with a smile, just as he was saying this, he suddenly kicked out and directly kicked the middle-aged man in front of him four or five meters away, heavily slamming him onto the marble floor, leaving the opponent dazed.
Ningyuan is here to kick the hall, not to give gifts, so he won't be that polite.
Ning Yuan kicked the middle-aged man flying, and a group of people who were practicing boxing rushed over and surrounded Ning Yuan tightly in the middle.
The middle-aged man who had just taken the lead stepped forward with a cold face. Looking at Ning Yuan and Ke Zhen Dong, he said: "Brother, are you looking for trouble in the wrong place? This is also a place where you can come, did you ask around when you came, and find a brighter place to die?"
"Haha, when we came, we really asked around and thought this place was quite spacious. If you know what's good for you, let Luo Yuanming roll out, otherwise, we'll beat you until you're picking up your teeth from the ground." Ke Zhengu said with a smile, hugging his arms.
The other group of people, although numerous, were not taken seriously by Ke Zhen Guo. He had not entered the dark power, but was also a top master of the external family. Ordinary people would not be able to get close to him even if they numbered in the dozens. These people were practitioners' children, but true masters were few and far between.
"Hah, you're not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue away? Alright, let me see how many catties and taels you have." The middle-aged man laughed angrily, one hand stretched out in a gesture of invitation to Ke Zhengu, while the crowd surrounding them parted to make way for him.
It's true, this group of people are indeed martial artists, they do have some skills, unlike the thugs on the street who would rush in all at once, instead they formed a one-on-one combat formation.
Ke Zhen Guo smiled slyly, hugged his arms and walked towards the center of the arena, slightly raising his chin: "Make your move, don't say I didn't give you a chance."
The middle-aged man was furious, and the other party obviously looked down on him, cheating too much. At this time, he shouted loudly, moved his feet, and punched Ke Zhengu to go out, looking like a full momentum.
Waiting for the opponent to throw a punch, Ke Zhen Guo only released his hug on the child, watching as the opponent's fist had already reached his face. His body suddenly flashed quickly, making people's eyes dizzy, and then one foot stretched out, sending the middle-aged man flying, also landing three meters away.
The group of people surrounding the edge changed their faces, Ningyuan's previous kick was obviously a bit sudden, and these people were far away, didn't see clearly, but Ke Zhenguon's kick, they saw it really clearly, naturally knowing that they had encountered an expert.
A middle-aged man who was still left saw the situation and knew that things were not going well, so he didn't care about any chivalric code of conduct anymore. He loudly shouted: "Everyone come together and beat him up."
Upon receiving the order, a group of people rushed towards Ke Zhen-guo, Ning Yuan was about to step in when Ke Zhen-guo gave him a hand gesture indicating that he didn't need to worry and could handle it himself. Ning Yuan then crossed his arms and retreated to one side.
The scene suddenly became chaotic, with punches and kicks flying everywhere, accompanied by shouts, groans, and cries of pain. The spectacle was quite impressive, rivaling the classic Hong Kong movies of the 70s and 80s, such as "Young and Dangerous".
Ning Yu sat down on a stool after watching for a while, and he also figured it out. Among this group of people, only three middle-aged men were slightly more powerful, and the others had just entered the door. Compared to ordinary people, they were fierce, but compared to Ke Zhengu, they were simply a group of children. Although the opponent was numerous and fought fiercely, they couldn't even touch Ke Zhengu's clothes.
Kuo Chen-Kuo's kung fu is the Swimming Dragon Palm, somewhat similar to the Bagua Palm. His body method and footwork are also light and agile, like a swimming fish darting through the crowd.
In less than ten minutes, more than half of the thirty people had fallen to the ground, leaving only seven or eight still standing, but they had already retreated far away, and no one dared to approach.
The two middle-aged men who were just kicked flying by Ningyuan and Ke Zhengu also got up, but hid to one side. One of them held a mobile phone to make a call, speaking while cautiously glancing at Ningyuan and Ke Zhengu with both eyes.
Ke Zhen Guo saw that no one was making a move, so he smiled and walked towards Ning Yuan, coming to his side and saying with a smile: "I've made Brother Ning laugh."
"What's so funny? Ke Da Ge's kung fu is quite good. It seems that he will be able to enter the Dark Power soon." Ning Yuan laughed and said.
"Ah, it's not that easy. Although the external family and dark power are only one step away, they are like a vast chasm. What is needed is enlightenment. I have been at the peak of the external family for two or three years now, but I still haven't touched the threshold of dark power." Ke Zhen Guo sighed.
"Don't be impatient, take it slow, the key to martial arts is mentality, being too eager for quick results will only lead to the opposite effect. As people say, 'with intention, flowers don't bloom, without intention, willows grow into shade', that's exactly the principle." Ning Yuan consoled.
"Hmm." Ke Zhen Guo nodded slightly, and suddenly fell into deep thought. Ning Yuan saw this and knew that his words had enlightened Ke Zhen Guo, allowing him to gain some insight, so he too stopped speaking, not wanting to disturb Ke Zhen Guo.
After more than ten minutes, Ke Zhengu suddenly coughed twice. Ning Yuan hastily handed him a bottle of water. Ke Zhengu took it and drank a few mouthfuls before bitterly smiling: "This damn illness really knows when to strike, thanks to Brother Ning, after last night I'm much better today."
Obviously, Ke Zhen's thirst has struck again, interrupting his thoughts. Ke Zhen entered a state of hidden strength, but the timing was not right yet.
Two men walked in, talking, at the entrance of the martial arts hall. The first one was over 40 years old, with a resolute face, and the second one was slightly younger, under 30 years old, probably around 27 or 28 years old.
The two of them came in and the originally dispirited group suddenly gained morale, with many people chiming in: "Big Brother Master and Little Brother Master have arrived, now this is going to be a good show."
The two people who walked in looked around the martial arts hall, their faces both turning quite ugly. When they saw Ning Yuan and Ke Zhen Guo sitting casually on the side, they both walked over.
The two men stopped three meters in front of Ningyuan, looking at him coldly. The middle-aged man asked in a cold voice: "I don't know which martial arts school you two are from, why did you come to our Luolin Martial Arts School to cause trouble?"
"Do you need a reason to look for trouble, is that Luo Yuanming?" Ke Zhengu asked calmly, his eyes becoming slightly serious. Based on his intuition, he knew that these two were experts, especially the young man, who even gave him a sense of danger.
"My dad isn't someone you can just meet whenever, you have to get past me first. Remember my name is Luolin." The young man who had walked in with the middle-aged person took a step forward and said coldly.
"Luo Lin, Luo Yuanming's son?" Ke Zhengu looked at the young man and smiled faintly: "Your dad really loves you, this martial arts hall is actually named after you."
"You're getting a bit too involved, let's see the real thing in action. I don't have time to play word games with you. If you come to the Lorin Martial Arts Hall looking for trouble, be prepared to face the consequences." Lorin still had a cold expression, looking like he was asking to be punched.
"Hah, Luo Yuanming's son, you've got some guts. Let me see what you're capable of." Ke Zhenguon chuckled and led the way to the center of the martial arena.
Ningyuan also sensed that this Lorraine was not simple and should be the peak of the outer family, so he didn't dare to be arrogant anymore. He stood up and walked a few steps towards the middle-aged man, escorting Ke Zhengu for protection. This time, Ke Zhengu had come to help him, if he got hurt, he would have no way to explain it to Kemohua.
The middle-aged man who was with Lorraine saw Ningyuan stand up, looked at Ningyuan coldly, and followed closely behind him. He stood together with Ningyuan, Ningyuan feared that Ke Zhengu would be injured, and the middle-aged man also clearly feared that Lorraine would be injured.